Boonaa Mohammed - My Theory lyrics
[Boonaa Mohammed - My Theory lyrics]
I have a theory
I think that if they just taught
Kids how to be themselves
Then we would have no need
For therapists or prison cells
Because you see in school, I
Was the token black guy
And to fit in I would do whatever it takes
But black history month was the only time
That I could get a date
We have a tendency to fear
What we do not know
Because sometimes the scariest
Thing you could ever hear in life is no
No you are not popular
And no you are not cool and no
You will not become anything even
If you finish school
Telemarketing eventually helped me
Conquer that fear
But children lack the ability
To be so sincere
They just tell it like it is
"I do not like you because you are different
And frankly you scare me so your feelings
Are really none of my business, "
But, you see this is where it all
Begins, the need to be accepted
Where being considered different is
Just like being disrespected
I learned quickly that assimilation helps
Get rid of awkward tension
So do whatever is considered in
In order to be accepted
But, you see in elementary school
I was not white enough
And in middle school I was not black enough
So let me tell you what
You can keep your titles because
I have had enough
I no longer require permission to
Be who I am
And I am sick of wasting my breath
If you do not already understand that
We are all unique wither you like it or not
So do not put me in a box
Cause I will just break the locks
I defeat stereotypes on a daily basis
A genius in baggy jeans, ohhhh
You should see their faces
But, I am just me, and do not
Know how to be somebody else
So love me or hate me as long
As you do it by yourself
I pity the "cool crowd" because
Your personalities need help
And most of you are just too
Insecure to think by yourselves
But, I have been there
Done that and got the free t-shirt
The one that we all wear because originality
Is just like a big secret
But, I refuse to conform
To your capitalist mentality
Where we all watch the same
Meaningless crap on TV
And where little girls confess their sins
To a toilet bowl shedding
Pounds from the cuticles
Because somebody lied and said that
Becoming a toothpick was beautiful
And in school they always said
That loving math would help
But, I never once learned how to love myself
But hey I guess better late than never
Because honestly I have never felt better
So please, take a moment to
Reflect on who you are
And when I say who you are
I do not mean what you are
Because what you are has already
Been decided from up above
And God did a perfect job so please
Show him some love
And if most of you do not agree with
Everything that you just heard me say
Than you just helped me prove my point
So thank you very much, and have a great day
I think that if they just taught
Kids how to be themselves
Then we would have no need
For therapists or prison cells
Because you see in school, I
Was the token black guy
And to fit in I would do whatever it takes
But black history month was the only time
That I could get a date
We have a tendency to fear
What we do not know
Because sometimes the scariest
Thing you could ever hear in life is no
No you are not popular
And no you are not cool and no
You will not become anything even
If you finish school
Telemarketing eventually helped me
Conquer that fear
But children lack the ability
To be so sincere
They just tell it like it is
"I do not like you because you are different
And frankly you scare me so your feelings
Are really none of my business, "
But, you see this is where it all
Begins, the need to be accepted
Where being considered different is
Just like being disrespected
I learned quickly that assimilation helps
Get rid of awkward tension
So do whatever is considered in
In order to be accepted
But, you see in elementary school
I was not white enough
And in middle school I was not black enough
So let me tell you what
You can keep your titles because
I have had enough
I no longer require permission to
Be who I am
And I am sick of wasting my breath
If you do not already understand that
We are all unique wither you like it or not
So do not put me in a box
Cause I will just break the locks
I defeat stereotypes on a daily basis
A genius in baggy jeans, ohhhh
You should see their faces
But, I am just me, and do not
Know how to be somebody else
So love me or hate me as long
As you do it by yourself
I pity the "cool crowd" because
Your personalities need help
And most of you are just too
Insecure to think by yourselves
But, I have been there
Done that and got the free t-shirt
The one that we all wear because originality
Is just like a big secret
But, I refuse to conform
To your capitalist mentality
Where we all watch the same
Meaningless crap on TV
And where little girls confess their sins
To a toilet bowl shedding
Pounds from the cuticles
Because somebody lied and said that
Becoming a toothpick was beautiful
And in school they always said
That loving math would help
But, I never once learned how to love myself
But hey I guess better late than never
Because honestly I have never felt better
So please, take a moment to
Reflect on who you are
And when I say who you are
I do not mean what you are
Because what you are has already
Been decided from up above
And God did a perfect job so please
Show him some love
And if most of you do not agree with
Everything that you just heard me say
Than you just helped me prove my point
So thank you very much, and have a great day